"This seems rather anti climatic." Jessie said as she was seated a few inches across from George. There were in a much cozier room, seated on and angular couch so that even though he sat beside her he still technically sat across her.
"What does?" He asked.
"It appears people buy this bottle to earn your attention but you are buying it to earn mine." She stated, eyeing the flute in her hand. As she looked at the liquid, unlike its name... sin it wasn't red as she expected. Instead it was white wine, not looking any more different from the regular wines she came across. When she lifted her gaze from the glass she met gazes with him, and he refused to back down.
Even though she caught him watching her, he didn't look away, his eyes shamelessly roaming her entire body, so much so she began to feel naked. Having to look down even though she knew she was dressed she had to confirm.
